Rudyard Kipling




The Law of the Jungle

Now this is the Law of the Jungle — as old and as true as 
        the sky;
And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf 
        that shall break it must die.

As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth 
        forward and back —
For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength 
        of the Wolf is the Pack.

Wash daily from nose-tip to tail-tip; drink deeply, but 
        never too deep;
And remember the night is for hunting, and forget not 
        the day is for sleep.

The Jackal may follow the Tiger, but, Cub, when thy 
        whiskers are grown,
Remember the Wolf is a hunter — go forth and get 
        food of thine own.

Keep peace with the Lords of the Jungle — the Tiger, 
        the Panther, and Bear.
And trouble not Hathi the Silent, and mock not the 
        Boar in his lair.

When Pack meets with Pack in the Jungle, and neither 
        will go from the trail,
Lie down till the leaders have spoken — it may be fair 
        words shall prevail.

When ye fight with a Wolf of the Pack, ye must fight 
        him alone and afar,
Lest others take part in the quarrel, and the Pack be 
        diminished by war.

The Lair of the Wolf is his refuge, and where he has 
        made him his home,
Not even the Head Wolf may enter, not even the 
        Council may come.

The Lair of the Wolf is his refuge, but where he has 
        digged it too plain,
The Council shall send him a message, and so he shall 
        change it again.

If ye kill before midnight, be silent, and wake not the 
        woods with your bay,
Lest ye frighten the deer from the crops, and the 
        brothers go empty away.

Ye may kill for yourselves, and your mates, and your 
        cubs as they need, and ye can;
But kill not for pleasure of killing, and seven times never 
        kill Man!

If ye plunder his Kill from a weaker, devour not all in 
        thy pride;
Pack-Right is the right of the meanest; so leave him 
        the head and the hide.

The Kill of the Pack is the meat of the Pack.     Ye must 
        eat where it lies;
And no one may carry away of that meat to his lair, or 
        he dies.

The Kill of the Wolf is the meat of the Wolf.     He may 
        do what he will;
But, till he has given permission, the Pack may not eat 
        of that Kill.

Cub-Right is the right of the Yearling.     From all of 
        his Pack he may claim
Full-gorge when the killer has eaten; and none may 
        refuse him the same.

Lair-Right is the right of the Mother.     From all of 
        her year she may claim
One haunch of each kill for her litter, and none may 
        deny her the same.

Cave-Right is the right of the Father — to hunt by 
        himself for his own:
He is freed of all calls to the Pack; he is judged by the 
        Council alone.

Because of his age and his cunning, because of his 
        gripe and his paw,
In all that the Law leaveth open, the word of the Head 
        Wolf is Law.

Now these are the Laws of the Jungle, and many and 
        mighty are they;
But the head and the hoof of the Law and the haunch and  
        the hump is — Obey!


spoken = Richard Titus